i love you
and that was enough to keep me alive for a while
but i don't think it's enough anymore
not that i'm going now
but when it's very unbearable,
i don't know if thinking about you will stop me
so i love you
and it was enough while things were good
and i'm sorry for not being enough when they get bad
i hope it's enough for you
i don't have anything else to give besides this
nothing but i love you
YOU ARE READING
encore en vie
Poetrythe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
